| I gave in last night; |
[20 Jun 2006|08:56am] |
It wasn't even hard. I didn't put up the fight. I just didn't have it in me.
Tony & I got into a fight, I guess you could say.
Well, I freaked out because he said:
Good luck without me, I don't wanna talk to you.
I can't handle things like that. He knows it.
& he knows how much I'm hurting right now, but yet...
ughh.
Somehow I always believe he's doing this for my own good.
I love him, & I don't want to do this without him.
I want to be with him again someday, when our lives have calmed down.
I just wish he'd stop hurting me.
I cried hysterically for about an hour.
I cut quite a bit on my hip.
... & then slowly fell asleep.
Now I've got to make it through an 11-8 shift at work.
:'-[
This is going to suck REALLYbad.
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